Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

The regulars around Atobe clearly felt that something was wrong with him.

You push me, I push you, but neither of us dares to step forward and ask.

It was only Atobe himself who calmed down, but the originally planned celebration party was cancelled, and only doubled training was waiting for them.

"What are you still fussing about here? Why don't you get back to school? Especially you, Xiangri. Go back and train harder. You have no energy left in the middle of a competition. It's really laughable!"

Such an order only resulted in complaints. They had already won, yet they still had to go back to training...

This is too unreasonable!

Long Ge, who left with Qing Xue, left the venue and said goodbye to Long Ma and others and headed towards home.

Longma didn't say a word along the way, but that's always been Longma's character.

The two of them held the attitude that if you don't speak, I won't speak either.

Ryoma didn't stop until he saw the Echizen family residence.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?"

Long Ge was puzzled.

Longma held the tennis bag strap tightly, as if venting the grievances and unhappiness in his heart.

I knew that Longma wouldn't be as obedient as he appeared.

He doesn't show it on the surface, but he's actually in a mess inside.

Longma walked towards the temple in the back mountain alone, depressed, and Longge could only follow him.

I took out my racket and practiced against the wall. It was more like venting than practicing.

Long Ge didn't disturb him, but just sat beside him and waited quietly, watching the small dragon horse still so stubborn.

Looking at the marks on the wall left by Longma's years of practice, he was really unwilling to give up, until Longma stopped what he was doing.

"Are you done venting? With the practice you just did, Atobe and Akutsu can already practice with two balls at the same time, even when they're coming from different directions."

As you progress, others also progress.

Even harder.

"Their training at Hyotei is no worse than yours. In fact, they're even more diligent than you."

Long Ge saw all of this.

Atobe's pride and ambition made him practice harder than anyone else.

The excitement that Akutsu pursues is that no matter how many times he is defeated by himself, he will come to him with a racket the next day.

Each of them is no worse than Long Ma. Long Ge just gives them a little encouragement from the back and gives them a better training direction.

He reached out and pinched Longma's cheeks. The slight pain forced Longma to look at the culprit.

"You've been so frustrated by just one match. You'll be competing against many more people in the future. There are many talented people out there. You have to know that even my uncle and I haven't had smooth sailing."

She naturally understood this kind of unwillingness. Long Ge had experienced countless competitions, both wins and losses, and had a lot of regrets and unwillingness. This was what a professional player had to go through.

Children still need to be coaxed.

Longma stubbornly turned his face away.

This brat is really angry.

"Why are you so unwilling? Next time, I'll find an opportunity to have a friendly match between Hyotei and Seigaku. But it also depends on whether you have the ability to win it."

For Long Ge, the desire to win or lose is no longer an obsession. The most important thing is to enjoy the fun.

But teenage boys are in a stubborn and rebellious period, and their desire to win is mysteriously persistent.

Hearing Long Ge say this, Long Ma's expression relaxed a little and he lowered the brim of his hat with his hand.

"No."

Even with this expression, he said he was not unwilling. The expression on his face said it all.

Long Ge continued, "Okay, okay, there's the national competition after the Kanto competition. Come on, let's go back now. I told my aunt to come over for dinner and asked her to make your favorite food."

It was getting dark when they got home.

Sister Nanako looked around anxiously at the door, wondering why these two people hadn't come back yet.